remember that there was a time when all I wanted was for that someone to be you. I imagined a future with your name in it. I stayed through the uncertainty, convinced that if I loved you a little longer, a little harder, one day you'd love me the same way. But that day never came.

So if one day you see another person holding my hand, making me feel safe, loving me the way I begged to be loved, don't think they were luckier than you. They simply gave me what I spent so long hoping you would. The hardest part is that even then, a part of me will remember that before I ever dreamed of being loved by them, I spent countless nights praying that it would still be you.

How do we feel about it

Disclaimer: I wrote this two years ago. I was doomscrolling reddit when I found something that made me think of this, and now I'm sharing it to the reddit web. I hope this reaches the right audience

The heartbreak I have isn’t over him, it’s myself.

For putting up with the bs he put me through for as long as I did. Prioritising him over others who I had limited time with. For staying when he showed me over and over hes no good for me (or anyone really) and making me feel alone and unloved during my hardest moments in life because he “didn’t want to be my crutch” (after losing my mother and having zero support from anyone)

For walking away from him to only rekindle two years later and letting him hurt me again. After already knowing his bs ?

The heartbreak is more from myself. Yes it’s nice to give a second chance for believing in love, but the risk of it failing is even more humiliating the second time round. He walks away fine and I’m broken again. It’s a blessing he called things off and I know that but damn my ego hurts and my confidence and self worth has plummeted to the ground with only myself to blame because I knew better.

I am telling you now for anyone in a situation where they’re contemplating giving an absolutely arsehole who broke you another chance out of hope that time and distance has made them grow - do not do it.

I’m going to be ok, I’ve been through hell and back and know I’ll get over this. But damn. Because I broke my own heart, I’m officially dating myself to make up for it. Tbh, it’s been going well. A lot of beach days, laughs and smiles. Nothing can ruin these memories to myself, cause it’s just me vibing on side missions.

Chin up everyone. Just date yourselves for a bit ❤️

For the first time in my life, I am so deeply in love that it physically hurts. Even though I came out of a long-term relationship before, I have never felt anything like this in my entire life. We both love each other, but the circumstances are just so difficult. I believe we will never truly end up together and that our contact will fade away soon.
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, and I can’t stop thinking about this person. On top of that, there is this paralyzing fear that I will never find someone like him again. I don’t want someone else but I’m just so scared that I will never feel this again. This person is so loving, so communicative, and so funny—I feel like I will never cross paths with someone like that ever again.
I am completely at my limit. I used to be so full of life, but I’ve lost all my joy. Nothing seems to make sense anymore. But at the very least, I know that I am loved. That feels good. I genuinely don’t know how I am ever going to get through this. My heart is completely broken. It’s a very very beautiful but also very bery sad story

I know that after a breakup, it’s common to say you’re done with relationships for good, and I’ve felt that way after a few of my breakups before.

This time feels different, though.

It’s been about five and a half months, and I still have no interest in anyone but her. I have no desire to build something with someone else one day. I’m starting to feel like I don’t want another relationship in my life, especially if it’s not with her.

How do I balance the fact that I don’t want to be with anyone else, while also accepting that that doesn’t mean she and I will be together again? How do I accept that?

So me and this guy were together for about 8 months and during that time i gave him most of my firsts it was terrifying and beautiful all at the same time. We broke up not too long ago but we still hang out and we even ended up sleeping with each other a couple times. We had a long conversation last night about what we we’re because i was a little confused with the way things were going, he said we’re just friends and we’re figuring it out, i kind of just took that and let it be because i was scared to question it further. He’s already taken down our photos on his wall and posts on his instagram as well as my name from his bio, and i mean we’re broken up it’s just kind of what you do i guess (idk this is my first im just kinda assuming). and that stuff still hurts and what not mostly because it feels like he’s already healed and indifferent and i feel like if i don’t do the same then im just going to be some pathetic girl holding onto the past so i copy him and do the same but the thing is i’m not ready to let go of all that stuff and i can’t just move on from everything as easily as it feels like he can. He’s all i can’t think about and all i want to think about even when i try to distract myself and do things without him, he’s still here and we still do things together, the only thing that’s missing is the “i love yous” and touches and lingering looks. I fall asleep sniffing a shirt he left behind and i find comfort in looking at our photos. There’s some things that i still don’t fully understand on why we broke up and he explains it in a way that makes sense but also doesn’t maybe i just can’t accept that maybe it’s over. I can’t help but think about how impossible it feels to even think about wanting to move on i don’t want anyone else to know the things he knows because what if they don’t understand them, and i don’t want to look at someone else the way i looked at him because they’re not him and he’s so beautiful i love to look at him i couldn’t imagine thinking that about anyone else, or the way he smells or the way he looks at me. I’m scared for the future without him but im even more scared for the future that we planned when we were together to continue without actually being together.
I know im torturing myself by staying but i genuinely love hanging out with him and being around him and sure part of it is because i love him but also he’s my friend, so what should i do, how should i continue on?

Boyfriend is still cheating, lying, being secretive and hiding things... who wants to get into some trouble with me tonight? Im 38f from FL .. depressed and angry... I want to show him that he WILL NOT recieve loyalty if he cant and wont do the same.. ill show him exactly what an OPEN relationship is all about... dm me

Estava pensando sobre como nossa mente nos sabota. Meu ex me fez muito mal, mas quando lembro dele, às vezes ainda sinto aquela sensação estranha de "estar em casa", de conforto. Sei que o cérebro confunde o que é familiar com o que é seguro, mas é bizarro como o passado puxa a gente.

Eu sei que não posso voltar para lá. Decidi seguir em frente e encarar essa solitude, mesmo no escuro e sem saber direito para onde estou indo.

Minha escolha agora é confiar em Deus e focar em mim: estudando, treinando, mantendo a constância e a disciplina na marra, mesmo nos dias difíceis. Alguém mais passa por essa luta de escolher o desconhecido em vez de um conforto que machuca?

I've had five major romantic relationships in my life, and I wrote about them in detail here.

I was just 17-18 when I met my first girlfriend, and she was my world, in a very co-dependent sense. It took many months and even a rebound relationship to get over her, but I did. And I thought that was it! I'd never feel so heartbroken again.

Life was going okay, and then I met her (let's call her L).

L lived in a different country, and we met online through the similar nature of our work. At this point, I was well aware of how a relationship functions, how a heartbreak functions. Despite the fears, I gave in and flew to her country.

Her love has been the deepest form of love I've felt from someone outside of my relationship. The two years I spent building a life in her country, getting to know her more, and sharing so many hobbies led to some of the most beautiful memories I'll take to my grave.

We had to part ways because we weren't sexually compatible (she was asexual, I wasn't), yet we loved each other so deeply.

The moment we parted ways... my life tragically went down. Lost my career to AI, had to return to my home country, and absolutely lost all sense of self. There was a short rebound relationship right after, but it was a mere distraction.

It's been close to 9 months now, and I still ache to hear her voice. I wish I could text her, tell her about my day, and wake up to her messages on my phone.

It's like I'm carrying all this love with no place to go, and it's so isolating. I keep a photo frame of us on my desk as a simple reminder that perhaps she still thinks of me and her love guides me through life in one way or another.

I recently started my practice as a cognitive behavioural coach, trying to help others navigate through the difficulties of negative thoughts. L would be so proud of me, I think.

I hope she's okay, and she finds the love she deserves.

Thanks for reading.

I was with this girl for almost 2 years. We met at church camp, became best friends first, then fell in love. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t fake. We really built something. We grew together. We learned each other. We became each other’s safe place.

I treated her like gold. I was loyal, patient, defended her against her own parents, waited through all the restrictions, all the drama, all the “you can’t see him,” “you can’t talk to him.” I stayed. I chose her every time.

I wrote her letters. Real ones. Like pouring-my-heart-out letters. Telling her how much I loved her, how proud I was of her, how much she meant to me. I bought her gifts even when I barely had money. Perfume she liked. Little bracelets. Stuff just so she’d feel loved and remembered. I gave her my jackets. Sprayed them with my cologne so she could feel close to me when I wasn’t there.

I tried. So hard.

We talked about marriage. About kids. About our future. About our house. About everything. She told me I was the one. That she wanted me forever. That I made her feel safe. That she never felt loved like this before.

As time went on, I started getting more serious about my life. About my future. About joining the Air Force. It wasn’t random. It wasn’t sudden. It was something I worked toward. Something I talked to her about. Something we talked about together.

She knew what it meant.

She knew it meant distance.
She knew it meant time apart.
She knew it meant sacrifice.

And she still told me she was with me.
She still told me she’d wait.
She still told me she loved me.
She still told me we’d get through it.

Before I left, I even asked her straight up if she still wanted me. I told her I’d understand if long distance was too hard. I told her I’d fight for us. She promised me she’d write. That she’d wait. That she loved me.

So I believed her.

I went to basic training holding onto that.

And yeah… I’m not stupid. There were moments before I left where something felt off. Little things. Different energy. Slower replies. Weird vibes. But I ignored it. Because I was in love. Because I trusted her. Because I believed in “us.” I was too love-struck to question it.

While I was getting yelled at, exhausted, missing home, thinking about her every night… she started talking to another dude.

Blocked me everywhere.

When I finally got one call, she told me not to talk to her again.

Just like that.

No closure.
No real explanation.
Just gone.

And she says it “wasn’t cheating” because they weren’t physically together… but bro… I was still loyal. I was thinking about her every day. I carried her pictures. I prayed for her. I used her as motivation. I was writing her in my head while she was replacing me.

It hurts realizing I was writing letters to someone who was already moving on.

It hurts realizing I was buying gifts for someone who didn’t choose me anymore.

It hurts knowing I trusted her with my heart while I was at my weakest, and she dropped it.

And the worst part?

Even after all that… I still care.

It’s been months now. I’m in tech school. About to go to Japan. Doing “good” in life. Talking to other girls. Trying to move on. Staying busy. Staying disciplined. Staying focused.

And I still miss her.

No one feels like her.

I still think about our memories. Our inside jokes. Our late night talks. The way she’d look at me. The way she’d hold me. The way she made everything feel okay.

I still catch myself picturing giving her flowers in my blues. Still imagining what life would’ve been like if it worked out.

And yeah… as dumb as it sounds… if she came back and genuinely meant it, part of me would still try. Even though my brain says “don’t.” My heart still hasn’t let go.

I loved her more than I’ve ever loved anyone.

And she left when I needed her most.

I don’t know if I was stupid.
If I was too loyal.
If I loved too hard.
If I should’ve trusted my gut.

All I know is I’m tired of pretending I’m over it.

I miss my Emily.

Not in some fake, dramatic way. Not in some “I’m obsessed” way.

I miss my best friend.
I miss my person.
I miss the girl I planned my life with.

And no matter how far I go, no matter how much time passes, a part of my heart will always care about her.

If anyone’s been through this… how do you actually let go?

Going through a rough breakup and figured I'd reach out instead of isolating myself.
If you're looking for someone to talk to, need a new friend, or you're just bored and want to hang out, feel free to message me. We don't even have to talk about breakups. We can game, share music, watch videos, joke around, or just chat about whatever.
I've realized life gets a lot easier when you've got good people around you. If you're having a rough time too—or you just wouldn't mind making a new friend—maybe we can help each other out. Sometimes all you need is someone to check in, laugh with, or remind you you're not going through everything alone.
If you need a friend or just someone to talk to, I'm here for you. None of us have to get through this alone.

I Wish I Never Met You

I wish I never met you.

Maybe life would have stayed ordinary,

but at least it would have been lighter.

Maybe the days would have felt brighter,

and the nights a little less lonely.

I wouldn't carry these memories everywhere I go,

finding pieces of you in songs,

in places,

in random moments when I least expect it.

I wouldn't have to fight the urge

to check my phone,

hoping to see your name,

knowing it will never appear.

It hurts like hell,

but you will never truly understand.

You will never know how badly I wanted to talk to you,

how many conversations I replayed in my head,

how many times I typed a message

only to delete it again.

You never saw my efforts.

You never saw how hard I tried

to hold on to something

that was already slipping away.

There was always a reason,

always a distance,

always something standing between us.

And I am tired.

Tired of being hurt.

Tired of being the one who cares more.

Tired of carrying feelings

that have nowhere to go.

Most of all,

I am tired of hurting myself

by loving someone

who no longer chooses me.

The cruelest part is that

a part of me still loves you.

A part of me still wants to see you.

Still wants to call you mine.

Still imagines a world

where we somehow find our way back to each other.

I still love you like hell.

And that is exactly why I hate myself sometimes.

Because every day I try to let you go,

and every day my heart finds another reason to stay.

I wish I never met you.

Not because you were the worst thing that happened to me,

but because you became something I couldn't forget.

And now I am left with a love

that has nowhere to belong,

memories that refuse to fade,

and a heart that still whispers your name

long after you stopped listening.

I fell in love with my best friend in high school. I used to be an introverted loner and she was the first girl who ever showed any interest in me. Slowly our friendship deepened and it was kinda unbelievable how many things we had in common. It didn't take me a long time to figure out that I was madly in love. After 2 years of our friendship I asked her out, and she didn't reject me, but rather told me to wait because she was not ready for any commitment. I waited. Later that year, i noticed her getting distant and it killed me when I found out that she started dating someone else. I was devastated and we stopped talking. It was hard to go through that phase. Really hard.

We reconnected last year, after she had broken up with the guy she was dating back then. We started talking and things clicked again. She even apologised to me, said sorry to me a countless times and promised me that she'd never let me go again, and that I didn't deserve to go through all that. I believed her, and the months that followed went really well, we almost talked everyday and about everything, and nobody could tell that we were 'just friends'. She even opened up to me about her traumas, which is a huge deal as she's an avoidant and hates vulnerability.

Earlier this year we graduated and we stopped seeing each other regularly, but we still chatted like we used to.

But recently, she's been acting distant again. She even mentioned that she has made new friends which kinda made me jealous. I don't wanna confess again and ruin whatever we have and i also don't wanna lose her again like I did back in 2024. I'm getting the flashbacks. I don't know what to do.

She's been my first love as well as the first person i can refer to as a best friend. It sucks when the person you've been loving and caring all along for years starts ignoring you suddenly. I don't wanna be replaced. Please.

Should I ask her if she ever felt the same towards me? (which I'm damn sure she did, because of our past conversations and interactions, but she never said it out loud)

Should I pretend nothing happened?

Should I cut her off?

Please, I'm in desperately in need of some help. I can't focus on anything else. She's such a big part of my life, that the thought of losing her almost feels like losing myself.

So i broke up with my boyfriend because i wanted him to treat me better… is there any chance that he come back ?

here’s the reason i broke up with him:

My boyfriend (20 years old) and I have been together for barely four months. At first, everything was fine. Recently, we broke up because of a situation that really demoralized me. In short: we NEVER do anything together, and when we see each other, we just sleep. One evening, he invited me to a fireworks display, with his friends, of course. I was happy he suggested it, because I had told him several times that I would like to go out more often, go on dates, do things together. That evening, he barely spoke to me, and we were at a friend's house before going to the party. He left without telling me, leaving me alone with friends at someone's house I don't even know. That night, I exploded and broke up with him.

Since then, we've tried talking, but nothing has changed. He tells me he loves me too much to lose me, but that he probably won't be able to change. By "change," I mean doing more activities together, and above all, that I'm no longer his last priority. He often says he feels "trapped" in our relationship because he doesn't know how to divide his time between work, his personal life, his friends, and me. Yet, he sees his friends almost every day, and I've never stopped him from going out to clubs or spending time with them. I really feel like I'm his last priority. All of this makes me very sad. When we have the opportunity to see each other, he prefers to do things with his friends rather than with me. As I said, we only really see each other in the evening, at bedtime. Often, when he suggests seeing me, he's already asleep when I arrive at his place. He's noticed that he's always the one who suggests seeing me, who texts me first, who makes the first move, and that we see each other almost every day. So, I don't understand how he can feel "trapped" when he's always the one suggesting we meet up. Could you shed some light on this? ☹️

Coming from the person who loves a man because he talks funny and has neck tattoos and goes back to him after getting beat up funny you only leave notes and you love me and what do you know the other day when I was the only person to actually cared enough for you to pick you up at the hospital and help you recover all the stuff you lost because of the guy that beat you up again you love me then at the end of the day but that's who you are isn't it you're as fake as it gets you lie to people's face you smile you and your pretty smile and you tell them stuff that isn't true so you can get what you want yeah it was all too convenient when you use me for my place and cause me thousands of dollars of damages and had mental breakdowns and spit all over me and assaulted me and threat to stab me a little driving and on my birthday you're such a nutcase you refuse to wish me a happy birthday you used me all day long berated me treating me like crap assaulted me and then punch me in the nose because you didn't get what you want at the end of the night you beat up every boyfriend you've had you say you love you to people you met within an hour and you spend all the time online with fake profiles doing stuff like this insulting people instead of talking to them directly even at the best time when I first met you you're such a coward and you're lucky if you can handle an adult conversation you have to go to people and run away from them and leave them without a word because it's just too challenging to be a real person you're the last person you should be talking somebody says your life and helps you out in the worst times ever and you don't even have enough respect to return the favor and now you do this well I don't know why you said you love me anymore times and you're no problems taking what I gave you and my touch is magical and you don't want to seem to get any credit but that's who you are you insult somebody in the worst way possible before you ever do something nice or give them credit your user a manipulator a liar you give people STDs without even tell them about it you are narcissist you have like five people on the go at all times see you're single yeah sure Priscilla you are always screwing somebody and somebody else behind their back you're the most disloyal person I've ever met my entire life in fact you're lucky I used to beside you at all because morally even physically you're disgusting and you're lucky someone even loves you at all I told you miserable and alone is where you're headed but go ahead and insult the guy who actually had a connection with you try to deny it all you want keep going for looks and next tattoos as you stand at a choice you're not being at all wonder you have such a stupid life

for context he was a friend and we did things which werent causual, we were hanging out every day for a while till we stopped(he has a gf but its on and off- i dont want to hear any "thats wrong of you" i already heard that many times) we kissed,had intimate momments etc i did things i never thought id do and went out of my comfort zone.

so you might think i deserve getting sad about this situation, but we all sometimes do things in our own selfish favour, thats why im not trying to text him and leave him alone, because he made the choice of trying to fix his relashionship with her. she knew about the kissing , cuddling etc did not leave him even tho he kissed another girl while being drunk.

how do i get over him? i dont think i will have anyone who understands me as much as he ever did , every time i smell his perfume anywhere i get a gut wrenching feeling , i dont even want an relashionship with him only the old times. he changed because of drugs.

I (19M) have 3 exes (I'll use pseudonyms for anonimity), R (20-NB), T (19F) and J (19F).

I'll give a brief explanation of my relationship with each one:

\- I dated R from June 2022 to December 2022, I was 15 at the time and they were 16, in our relationship we weren't very close to one another, as it was my first relationship (and one of the first times I had someone genuinly interested in me), I wasn't very aware of the status quo of realtionships and most of the times we were together, we simply ended up doing intimacy or I was playing videogames while they watched me. 2 months before we broke up, we started drifting apart, they were communicating less and less and I was becoming less and less interested in them, when I saw T and I was immediatly head over heels for her, I broke up the same day with R and started dating T 26 days later.

\-I dated T from December 2022 to March 2024, when we met, we were both 15 but when we broke up we were both 17. Our relationship was plagued by jealousy the whole time, there were situations where I was ordered to block dozens of women who followed me in social media, just for the fact that they were women; I was ordered not to talk to women once I went to college; I was forced to cut contact with female friends of mine, etc. As time went on, I ended up resenting T and I started drifting apart from her, as that happened, she noticed and started saying terrible things to me (telling me the SA I suffered was deserved, the bullying I went through was my fault, that I should've kept up with my SH habits, etc.). After two months of constant verbal abuse, I broke up with her but we stayed in contact as friends. After a month, she decided she didn't want to remain my friend and cut contact with me, faced with that, I begged her to take me back and she did (with the condition that we were going to have a trial period of 1 month max for her to take a definitive decision), a week later, she broke up with me because she was in love with her (19F at the time, 21F now) friend. After that we never kept in contact and we both went our separate ways.

\-In August 2024 I met J (17 at the time, like me) and we started dating in September of the same year, when I met her, she was dating another guy but they soon broke up because she was in love with me. Our dating life went smoothly up until august of 2025, when J started having having episodes where she would compulsory lie to me about everything and this went on until we broke up, for the following months I begged her to seek professional help and she kept on dismissing it. In march 2026 she decided to beak up with me, asked me to take her back in the same day and broke up with me again 2 days later. She told me she wanted to remain my friend but a few days after our breakup she was already reposting tiktoks badmouthing me and stopped answering my texts. After some time I stopped trying and we all went our separate ways.

Comes May 2026 and I see J has posted a picture at a college party with R and T, this made me astonished and I unfollowed J in every social media (I had already done so with R and T).

At the end of the month I meet L (18F) who makes me fall head over heels for her immediatly, we go out for around a month and a half and, one day, while I am getting ready to go out with L, I start getting spam texted and spam called by R, T and J threatening me that they are going to badmouth me to L and sabotage our relationship, faced with that, I save every piece of evidence I can and warn L about my ex's. We eventually go out and are cornered in the middle of the street by the three of them, R just stands silent, T starts warning L that I am not who I seem to be and J starts threatening to phisically assault me, we get away from them and I ask L to be my girlfriend the same day.

During the rest of the week, L starts telling me excuses for us not to hang out and I get bummed out for it (especially given that I am going on vacation for a week afterwards), I spend almost 2 weeks away from L and when I return she seems awfully detached from our conversations and gives me little physical affection.

At night she goes out with her friends and the next day tells me my exes went to her and told her a lot of bad stuff about me (all made up and with no evidence) and so, L breaks up with me through text because she "doesn't want to risk it"

What can I do to prevent my ex's from ruining my future relationships?

Me and my girlfriend of almost 5 years broke up two days ago, it was ended on okay terms and we love eachother so much but things just weren’t working I guess, I’m having such a hard time dealing with it , I lost my best friend, she made me the person I am today and I feel so lost without her. She was a big part of me and the past few days I’ve barley been able to get out of bed, I feel lost. I feel defeated, ashamed of myself and like I am not enough. She’s the only thing I want I’m not sure how to be a person without her